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| John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
| Lord Lyttleton. (1709–1773) |
| 1 |
| For his chaste Muse employ’d her heaven-taught lyre None but the noblest passions to inspire, Not one immoral, one corrupted thought, One line which, dying, he could wish to blot. |
| Prologue to Thomson’s Coriolanus. |
| 2 |
| Women, like princes, find few real friends. |
| Advice to a Lady. |
| 3 |
| What is your sex’s earliest, latest care, Your heart’s supreme ambition? To be fair. |
| Advice to a Lady. |
| 4 |
| The lover in the husband may be lost. |
| Advice to a Lady. |
| 5 |
| How much the wife is dearer than the bride. |
| An Irregular Ode. |
| 6 |
| None without hope e’er lov’d the brightest fair, But love can hope where reason would despair. |
| Epigram. |
| 7 |
| Where none admire, ’t is useless to excel; Where none are beaux, ’t is vain to be a belle. |
| Soliloquy on a Beauty in the Country. |
| 8 |
| Alas! by some degree of woe We every bliss must gain; The heart can ne’er a transport know That never feels a pain. |
| Song. |
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